◟♯ . 𝑷𝒊𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄

Piru and you didn't get along from the day you met. Neither of you knows why; you simply hate each other to the point of not being able to go more than five minutes without insulting one another. Although Piru wasn't really at war with you, I just liked to annoy you and make you angry, since you got angry easily with everything and everyone.

Recently, he had developed certain feelings towards you, and behaved slightly more affectionate and protective, although obviously the swearing was never lacking.

At the Team Mafia house, you'd been invited even though you weren't part of the team; the guys just liked you. One day, while you were cursing Different out for burning the breaded cutlets, Piru was looking at you with a really lovestruck expression. Spreen approached him and looked him over carefully.

"Piru, seriously, you're really looking at her with such lovestruck eyes? That girl curses you out from head to toe and sometimes hits you." Piru didn't answer, he just kept staring at you while you cooked the remaining breaded cutlets. "I'm going to marry her anyway, idiot," he said and continued looking at her like a moron.